Footprints in the clouds

When Dad passed away one of the hardest things to do was to tell the boys. One thing we told them is that Grandpa went to Heaven and that he is in the clouds watching over us now. The other day I found L walking around with his head tilted up to the sky talking. I said, "Whatcha doin, Bud?" Without hesitation or pause he said, "talking to Grandpa" and carried on. Today when we were driving home, we were just about to slip into the garage and L threw up his arms and yelled, "No, no. Stop Mom, stop!"  And when I asked him what was wrong he pointed out his window and said, "Look, look! I see Grandpa's footprints in the clouds!!" We sat and looked at them for a while before heading inside.

Grandpa and L bonkin heads and laughing

A week ago today

A week ago today we laid my Dad to rest. I am allowing myself some time and space to grieve and heal. I'm taking one day at a time and think I'm still in some state of disbelief. When I'm ready to write more I will, but for now I will say he went too soon and he is missed greatly. If you are familiar with this post you will understand what L means when he says "Mommy, I love to the moon and back covered in Grandpa N."